No time to waste (on another pretty face) | SUNSUN 𐙚

~Ch:8~

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A chirp of Sunoo’s phone pulled him out of his head and he glanced down at the screen where a message from Jungwon greeted him.

Jungwon:

Heyyy im finally free

U still in the lobby?

Sunoo decided he didn’t want to stick around for the inevitably messy outcome of Jake’s dare and hurried out of the lobby so he wouldn’t be a witness to the slime crime.

Sunoo:

yesssssss gimme a second ill meet u outside ur class

While Sunoo was sweating his bicycle shorts off during a hot yoga class, Jungwon was busy taking hardcore self defense classes on the other side of the gym. Both classes were omega only but varied wildly.

The worst thing that hot yoga did to Sunoo was briefly make him sweaty and sore and gave him the general aesthetic that he had just gotten hit by a bus. But that was easily solved with a quick shower. Meanwhile, it was common for Jungwon to be spitting blood hours after his grueling practice sessions. Sunoo really didn’t want to cross his best friend in a dark alley at night. Jungwon was like fucking Batman, if Batman was a hot young omega.

“Wonnie!” Sunoo waved Jungwon down from where the omega had emerged from the closed off practice room, with an ice pack pressed to his temple and a towel around his neck. “Oh my God, are you okay?!”

“You should see the other guy.” Jungwon teased Sunoo by pressing the ice pack to his bare arm and making him squeal.

“…is…is he dead?” Sunoo asked in a quiet voice, eyes darting over Jungwon’s shoulder as if searching the room behind him for a dead body.

“What?! No! He’s fine. I mean…he’ll be taking his meals through a straw for a while, but he’ll live.” Jungwon slipped his arm into Sunoo’s, gently steering him across the gym and to the omega locker rooms. “C’mon, let's go get something to eat. Bloodlust sure makes me hungry.”

“I’m also hungry, but not because of bloodlust.” Sunoo said, turning to face Jungwon with eager eyes. “Oh my God, you won’t believe what Jake hyung is in the lobby doing!”

“I’ve never been more scared in my life to ask a follow up question…what?”

Before Sunoo could even begin to explain the slime crime Jake and Heeseung were partaking in, he felt himself collide with a wall that was suspiciously warm and smelled just like the scent that had been haunting Sunoo’s dreams lately.

“Man. We have got to stop running into each other like this!”

“Sunghoon hyung!” Sunoo tried to keep his excited squeaking to a minimum, looking between an unimpressed Jungwon and a delighted Sunghoon as he was unsure if he had to reintroduce them. “Um. This is my friend Jungwon, remember?”

“You two talk about me?” Jungwon asked, eyebrows raised and voice dry. His grip on Sunoo’s arm tightened as if he was scared Sunghoon would throw his best friend over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and run away with him.

“Are you kidding? Sunoo brings you up all the time!” Sunghoon shifted his gym bag from his hands to over his shoulder, muscles flexing deliciously in his sleeveless tank top. Sunoo couldn’t help but stare at the alpha with his jaw on the floor and tongue lolling out like he was a horny cartoon character.

The ends of Sunghoon’s hair were slightly curled, beads of sweat dotted his neck, and there was a healthy flush on his handsome face. Those were all very normal details for Sunoo to notice as he made very normal eye contact with Sunghoon. What wasn’t very normal was the way Sunoo noticed the heaving of Sunghoon’s broad chest, how he practically threatened to tear the thin material in half and the way it seemed to curve around the alpha’s pecs and- .